Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
Bm
F#m
E
Bm
Yeah, I'm feelin' it
This shit is hot,
Steve
Vicious
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VMF
Production, it's
San
E
Quentin
Bm
Done dealin' the building
From
San
Francisco to
San
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Diego
Bm
We move quick like
Yayo
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You better not cross my path, nigga
I am
E
Bm
Philmo, you know that, nigga
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose grind to it
Bm
No case in the rise to it, no
grizzin' when I'm shootin'
F#m
No waitin', I've been patient,
try to survive through it
Bm
You can die crossin' me,
now hold me while I do it
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose ride to it
Bm
Location I rise to it, no
reason when I'm shootin'
F#m
No waitin', I'm bein' patient,
try to survive through it
Bm
You can die crossin' me,
now hold me while I do it
F#m
E
Money on the line, heads politickin'
Bm
I'ma get it by the millions,
keep my eyes on my riches
F#m
Claim you push chickens,
E
but you never held a breast, man
Bm
Bad pops, head shots,
die in your vest, man
F#m
Get dough and it quickest in a hole
E
Bm
When it get a brick for ten,
break it down and go get it
F#m
For show minutes, kill, leave no witness
E
Bm
You utilize the first,
we plead the fifth
amendment
Hustle behind,
F#m
every diamond in my pendant
Bm
There's bruise in the streets that I stay bendin' I kick
F#m
the doors and I'm runnin' through drawers
Bm
And I'm tearin' up the closet
till the safe is spotted
F#m
Unlock it or I cock it, might be
forced to squeeze
Bm
Fuck the complications,
give up the
F#m
combination, please I'm like
Thief, game tight from the streets
Bm
The work is good and the price is cheap
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose grind to it
Bm
No occasion I rise to it, no
reason when I'm shooting
No waiting, I'm being patient,
F#m
try to survive through it
Bm
You can die crossing me,
now homie boy I do it
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose grind to it
Bm
No occasion I rise to it, no
reason when I'm shooting
F#m
No waiting, I'm being patient,
try to survive through it
Bm
You can die crossing me,
now homie boy I do it
F#m
Time ticking, guns clicking,
some do murder for hire
Bm
Think you cool with a cat,
put the tool to your hat then fire
F#m
Thought you was ill cause you
ran with them felons
Bm
You brought the wrong guy,
five grand on your melon
F#m
Ain't no tellin' who to trust,
everybody is suspicious
Bm
They put your baby mama,
quit playin' with them bitches
F#m
At the club, rum shakin',
E
50 miles out the city
Bm
Thugs outside waitin',
passenger died with him
F#m
It's the game and I know it,
murders reoccurrin'
Bm
They hit her, eatin' dinner at the
mall and he's purgin'
F#m
The funeral has passed,
your homies hate facin' it
Bm
Say in' who did it, real soon
they erasin' him
F#m
Pillow talkin' off a pill,
girl you was close to
Bm
Call them niggas over like the
bitch had never known you
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Comin' out the complex,
night full of long sex
Bm
6 to 44 through the window
with a long neck
F#m
Talkin' bout what you gon' do,
what a broad
Bm
You ain't dumb nigga,
you know the world is small
F#m
To eat niggas creep, keep crawlin',
the beat ballin'
Bm
Dust a nigga off for the bread
with no problem
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard
Bm
nose grind to it
Occasion I rise to it, no
reason when I'm shootin'
F#m
No waitin', I'm bein' patient,
try to survive through it
Bm
You can die crossin' me,
now homie, why I do it?
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose grind to it
Bm
Occasion I rise to it, no reason when
I'm shootin'
Ain't no waitin', I'm bein' patient
F#m
Bm
Trouse if I do it, you can die crossin' me
Now, homie, boy, I do it
F#m
E
Rapper of all rappers, king of all kings
Bm
Never bite my tongue, say what I mean
F#m
Play with the thing,
E
beam under the trigger
Bm
I'm a problem, out me,
you can't figure
Goin' to a kick,
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all the way from a quarter
Bm
Go from the booth, back to the street corner
F#m
I ain't bulletproof, no diplomatic immunity
E
Bm
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga
or cops might do to me
F#m
Move with me, my mind's military
Bm
To survive for my millions,
I do what's necessary
F#m
I carry a grudge, I'm burying love
Bm
What's this, I smell piss,
you scared to come up?
F#m
Deception, out of the question,
E
you get a 30 -second checkin'
Bm
I have you under the
Smith &
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Wesson doin' confessions
Shit tighter than the
Big
Lotta, I got good flame
Bm
Top floor marksman, got good aim
F#m
Bm
Put my mind to it, hard -nosed grind to it
No casing, I rise to it
No grazing when I'm shooting,
no waiting, I've been patient
F#m
Try to survive through
Bm
it, you can die crossing me
Now homie boy I do it
F#m
Put my mind to it, hard nose grind to it
Bm
Occasion I rise to it, no
grazing when I'm shooting
No waiting, I'm being patient
F#m
Try to survive through it, you
Bm
can die crossing me
F#m
Bm
F#m
Now homie boy I do it
Bm
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